The Bleeding Rose

The Bleeding Rose

A poem specially written for this picture by my friend, Bear:

“The red of the rose is my heart
To give of my self the most loving part
The green of the stem is my eyes
The window to my soul that never lies
Each crimson petal a tear shaped pledge
A loving commitment dare I more than allege
The thorns be the measure of my dedication
For I will endure the pain to feel the exhilaration
Oh to feel the touch of another’s loving heart
All to over come the distrust that keeps us apart
Now I bare myself to you, my emotions I expose
Will it be love you offer or the lust of the bleeding rose”

The Bleeding Rose © Bear

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